Mendo stroked his hand slowly over Kuno's belly, his dark eyes lighting up with pleasure at his beloved's response. "Happy, Tachi-chan?" he asked idly, slipping his hand down to grasp his lover's rampant staff.
Kuno moaned softly, his head turning to the side, eyes squeezed tightly shut. "Y..yea, verily..."
Mendo chuckled softly and continued his light stroking. All of these years and Kuno still reacted as he had when they were little more than boys.
Time had tampered their angst-riddled souls (and their swords, as well!). Boys, as they are wont to do, become men and so had they. Kuno Enterprises and Mendo Incorporated merged to become The Shutachi Company, a vast empire of business and electronic conglomerates. Needless to say, life was good.
As Shutachi had become more and more a monster requiring more and more time to manage, the more Mendo and Kuno had learned to delegate duties so that they could, on rare occassion, actually manage a week or two off to do little more than fuck in the sand in some glorious spot.
This particular week, they had chosen simply to stay home, sleeping in Kuno's bedroom at the Kuno mansion in Nerima.
Kuno lifted his hips to Mendo's touch, his head tossing lightly from side to side, a gasp slipping from between his lips as Mendo fondled his balls lightly. Outside their door, Mendo could hear Ranma and Kodachi moving down the hallway. It was, perhaps, a good thing that he no longer felt the cruel pinch of jealousy towards Kuno's brother-in-law.
Kuno's little experiment with drugging Ranma had been a failure only for him. For Kodachi, it had been the opening of an entirely new world. After Ranma's night with the beautiful and erotically inclined siblings, he had discovered that the other fiances could not hold his interest for very long periods of time. Akane's mallets were still just as heavy, Ukyou's advances still made him feel uncomfortable (and perhaps even a little incestuous) and Shampoo really only wanted to fulfill the laws of her people. On the whole, Kodachi's desire for him was cleaner than the demands of the others. What began as sex became friendship and what became friendship became love. Love tempered Kodachi's madness and Ranma's arrogance so that the two were widely sought sensei in the world of martial artists to which they belonged.
Mendo smirked, hand going still for a moment. Still, for all their outer appearances, the two were kinkier than he'd ever thought to give them credit for being... why, he remembered the night that...
"You'll do it for me, won't you, Ranma darling?" Kodachi pleaded prettily as she leaned down to caress the beautiful feminine lips of her lover.
"Kodachi," Ranma whispered breathlessly. "Oh, Kodachi, please! Please, don't make me do this!" Her eyes flickered over to where Mendo stood close to Kuno and she pressed her thighs tightly together. She could feel the wetness beginning and she couldn't believe what a hentai ecchi fiend she'd become.
Kodachi's hands slid down the nubile body, divesting Ranma of her clothing. "You know the stop word, Ranma darling." Kodachi smiled -- she knew Ranma didn't really want it to stop. With a gentle push, she sent Ranma into the 'arena' and settled back into the nearby pomposan, aiming the video camera carefully even as a hand slipped 'neath the elastic of her leotard. This was going to be good.
Ranma looked exquisitely terrified as she moved towards the bed. She was trembling now, even as Kuno took her hand and pulled her into the nearby bed, Mendo moving to stand at the end.
Kuno smiled and tenderly bussed his lips across hers, gathering her hands at the small of her back with one of his own large palms. He smiled over her shoulder at Mendo, all of this in full viewing line of the camera.
"What a delicious little slave to have brought your Prince," Kuno murmured softly to Mendo. Ranma could feel her blush marking her face, as much from being called a slave as from the rising proof of Kuno's passion against her naked thigh. Her blue eyes became wide, frightened, almost distant as he brought his hand up to lightly fondle her breast, pinching the nipple roughly.
"Would you like to see the wench dance, my Prince?" Mendo murmured softly. She could hear the delicate jingle of his belt buckle loosening behind her, a wildly familiar sound that made her moan in supplication, tears gathering in those giant eyes as she dared to look up into "Prince" Kuno's face. There, she found the most beautiful cruel expression; she could see Kodachi in him then and her entire body seemed to relax the way it always did before Ko-chan's 'punishments'.
"Hai, Shu-chan," came Kuno's husky answer. "Methinks seeing her dance is an excellent proposition." With that, his cotton clad knee slipped between her thighs and forced them open, wider, even as her hands were brought higher against her back and her chest was thrust forward against his. Bubbling golden fear erupted in Ranma's veins and she sobbed against Kuno's shoulder; taking Mendo's lashes as a man was bad enough -- how could she ever hope to take them in this infinitely more delicate form?
Kuno's hand came between them to gently caress his fingertips across the very tip of her clit at the same moment as Mendo's thick leather belt laid its first mark across the spot where thigh met buttock. Ranma cried out helplessly, grimacing and just barely holding back the tears that threated to gush. Kuno's fingers caressed her continuously even as Shutaro's belt flew to make her skin hot, sharp tingles of pain riding through her. Her release from Kuno's steadily teasing fingers came at the exact moment of Mendo's last lash and the tears did come then, great raw sobs from somewhere deep inside of her and she fell limp against Tachi's gently clinging arms.
Kodachi squirmed, flushed and hot from the exhibition her darling Ranma had just given them. The though of her dearest love being whipped and fucked without mercy by her brother dear and his lover (whether as a boy or a girl!) made her relentlessly -horny- and knowing what came next made the condition even worse. Quietly, Kodachi began to fumble through their box of playthings before pulling out her favorite pink vibrator and settling back in her chair, knees spread wide. She'd been right. This WAS worth it..
As Kodachi had been searching through her things, Ranma had been forced onto her knees, bent forward and was being forced to give Mendo head. The look on Mendo's face was pure pleasure as he forced Ranma to swallow more of the lengthy shaft; Ranma tried to struggle, but Mendo's hands held her down tightly, fist pulling at her pigtail even as she began to choke slightly. Kuno had her arms behind her back and up so that she was forced to stay where Mendo put her. Kuno's left hand was fondling her deftly, a single finger sliding inside to tease and test the barrier of Ranma's one remaining innocence. His hot kisses worked their way up her spine and she was ready to scream her frustration to the world at large as hot tears dripped down her cheeks and trembled coolly on her jawline.
Finally, finally, Mendo pulled her head back gently and knelt before her to take her pretty red lips in a deep kiss. She felt Kuno's thick erection working its way between her open thighs. Her eyes opened wide and her shrill soprano broke. "KODACHI!! Kodachi, NO!! No, please, Kodachi, please, make him stop, make him stop!!"
Kodachi rose and moved into the scene even as Kuno delved deeper inside of Ranma, Ranma's hysterical sobs making her hiccough. "Ranma, my sweet," Kodachi whispered as she knelt beside Mendo. She gently pulled Ranma's arms forward and beneath her chest to help support her weight and wrapped tender arms around the slender redhead. "All you have to do is say the stop word. Do you remember your stop word?" She felt Ranma's hesitant nod and the sob that was muffled against her shoulder. Kodachi was relentless. "Then brother dear should continue?" She took Ranma's chin firmly in her hand to view the trembling lips, the humiliation flushed face. "Answer me."
Ranma gave a single miserable sob and lowered her eyes. "H..h..haiii..!"
Kodachi glanced up at Kuno. His brow had broken into a sweat and Ranma's hips would undoubtedly bear the bruises of his tightly clasped hands. At her nod, he began to move forward inexorably.
After a moment of Ranma's heartbroken sobbing, Kodachi glared at Kuno as if to say, "WELL!?!?" Kuno shrugged, still rocking his hips slightly. "'Tis like the veritable walls of Jericho, Kodachi! Methinks 'twill not come down, either!"
Kodachi glared at him sharply for prolonging Ranma's fright. "THRUST, BROTHER DEAR!"
That did it. Tachi pulled back once, twice and on the third thrust, battered his way inside of the tight passage. Ranma's screams were muffled by Mendo's large, tender hands as Tatewaki ravaged her thoroughly, slipping his thumb tightly inside her anus to stroke in perfect time with his thrusts.
Ranma sobbed helplessly beneath Kodachi's gently stroking hands, hips tilted to take each of Tachi's thrusts to her fullest. There was pain, yes; and it was pain worse than any injury she could remember having had, for it was at the very core of her. Each tugging withdrawal made the stinging agony renew. The knowledge that she was suffering this, and WILLINGLY, despite the fact that she was a man, a MAN!, made this one of the most humiliating actions that Ranma had ever performed; and yet, somehow, there was glory in the fullness, the stroking fingers pressed into her ass and against her clit. The fullness and heat began to overcome her -- closer, closer, closer and the moans were pleasured now.
Tachi breathed in ragged gulps, sobbing cries of breath as it began to overwhelm him and he felt Ranma begin to spasm sharply around him, her impassioned little cries forcing him over the edge as he thrust deeper, deeper, and came, spilling his hot sticky seed inside of her.
Ranma collapsed, legs trembling and aching as she began to sob brokenly, great gulping cries as they all piled into the bed. Mendo's arms wrapped around Kuno's waist even as Kodachi tenderly soothed Ranma, her stroking hands halting the shaking sobs...
Mendo smiled to himself and pumped Tatewaki's cock, fingers rough now as he shoved Tachi onto his side. Tachi gave a tearful little sound as Mendo thrust himself between Tachi's cheeks without warning and was suddenly against the delicate entrance to his body. "Do you love me, Tachi?" he whispered suddenly. "Really love me? And want me, that, too?"
It was barely more than a hiss, a whisper, a little moan, "Yes, yes, Shu-chan, always.. please!"
With those words, Shutaro buried himself to the hilt inside of Kuno-chan, listening to the pained cries as he drove to the very depths, rubbing delicately against the special spot inside of his beloved that drove him wild. Each thrust was more impassioned, hands roaming, one hand placing Kuno's gently against his own cock. Mendo watched him masturbate as he thrust deep and slow and painful inside of him and when Kuno came onto the sheets, the spasms were unbearable and tight and hot and Mendo spewed inside of him as well.
Afterwards, Mendo gave a little growl and kissed his tired Tachi-san. Soon. Soon. What a lovely foursome they made! And what fun to fuck Kodachi (he had always known it would be so)! He stroked his hands over Kuno's belly. Yes, soon; he wanted the privilege of fucking Ranma, next time, and maybe, just maybe, Kodachi would consent to let him abuse Ranma in his male form. Who knew, maybe he could 'abuse' Kodachi as well!
With a low key chuckle, he curled against Tachi sleepily. Maybe tomorrow; now was definitely the time to rest.